Having stumbled into the discovery of the
ladder, I returned the furniture to it's place and ascended into the darkness
above. As I stood by the opening my eyes slowly adjusted and soon were able to
see in the dim light. As I took in what it was I was seeing, I had to wonder at
the mind, or minds who had conceived of such a place. The second attic was
filled with the dust of many years and furnished with what appeared to be
mechanisms of torture.
The passing of ages, since the last time the
room had been visited, was evident by the buildup of dust on every surface of
the room; but the machines were plain to see, standing in their coat of filth.
As I walked among them I wondered why the builders would have put these tools
of extracting information and death so far removed from the dungeons so many
steps below.
I toured this chamber of horrors and saw many
contraptions that made little or no sense to me and at the same time was
baffled by what seemed to be duplicity; for there were at least two of every item
in the place. I was pondering what the purpose of putting the torture chamber
at the very top of the tower, when it suddenly occurred to me that there was
something wrong with the picture in my mind.
I was returning to the hole to descend from
this antique enigma, when I suddenly saw what was wrong. The rack I was passing
at the moment was equipped with a pillow and the bindings were made of soft
slipper leather, not iron. I inspected some of the mechanisms more closely, and
found that all of them were equipped in similar fashion. As I looked at these
strange machines, it became clear that these machines were not intended to
injure or maim, but to aid in the search for pleasure.
I was still awed by what I had discovered
when I arrived at my apartment and went to the gallery to inspect my prisoner.
Tina was just finishing her meal as I came in
and thanked me for providing the food. The hag, on seeing my approach turned
the blanket back, then released the sash of Tina's robe and spread it open for
me. She grinned her crooked grin and quickly disappeared out the door.
I came to the bed and sat on the edge next to
Tina, grinning at the old hag's misunderstanding of my purpose. I was gathering
Tina's robe to cover her again, when I noticed the wetness of her crotch and
felt the slight quiver of her young body next to me. When my gaze moved up her
body past her hips and waist, stopping at her hard, erect nipples then moved on
to her face.
She was smiling when my eyes got to hers, and
she asked what I was doing. The confusion on my face must have been plain,
because Tina took the chance to speak.
"The old hag's been teasing me into this
state for you." she said, "I don't know how she knew you were
approaching but she had just covered me when you came in and she uncovered me
for you." there was a pause, "I'm dripping with desire, and I need
your cock in me for a bit, if only to sate this fire the hag has kindled
between my legs."
I looked at her for a moment or two, then at
the door the hag had just used. "Amazing." was my only comment, as my
gaze came back to rest on the wet, quivering, pussy carried by this young
woman. My cock spoke to me and affirmed that it would be more than happy to
titillate Tina's interior, so I disrobed and slipped into Tina.
Her hips rose to meet me as I entered her for
the second time today and she purred her pleasure, as I set up a rhythm of
short reciprocation which caused the head of my dick to rub her cervix without
reprieve. Tina responded almost instantly and was consumed in her climax almost
before I had really hit a steady rhythm. She was bucking in time to the
friction on her cervix, as I stroked it with the head of my cock.
I enjoyed watching her helplessly react to
the stimulation I provided. It was as if there were a switch deep in her pussy
and every time I touched it she was shocked by some sort of current. I
continued to cause her to jump to my touch in a sort of staccato rhythm, and
was rewarded by having her warmth and tightness take me away, as we battered
each other in blind abandon. As I lost control of my own body and felt it take
over on its own, Tina opened her eyes and offered up her pussy for my cocks
unfettered access and pleasure as I hammered into it with all the force I could
gather and filled her pulsating pussy with my testicles product.
When I had spent myself, I rose from her
warmth and got dressed. I stood by the bed looking down at the body of my
prisoner and sex slave as she glowed with the inner pleasure it was feeling. As
I watched, her hips would move ever so slightly and small moans of contentment
came from deep in Tina's being. I gently stroked her legs and then touched her
in the crotch. A small smile came to her lips as I slipped my fingers into her
wetness and her pussy engulfed them and I held my hand still.
Tina slowly stopped fucking my hand as she
fell into a deep sleep, but she moaned and stirred when my fingers slipped out
of her, then lay still. I covered her with the blanket and kissed her forehead
gently, then slipped quietly from the room.
The hag was coming in the door from the
kitchen, when I came out of the toilet after cleaning myself, so I indicated
she should wait in the hall until she heard Tina rouse from her nap. Then she
was to free her long enough to use the toilet, bath and eat on her own. After
Tina was done with those personal chores I wanted her to remain free in the
apartment library. When the old woman understood what I desired she nodded. I
left knowing my wishes would be carried out to the letter.
As I left by the main entry, I checked who
was next on my list and turned my mind to the blonde waiting on the floor
below. Tina was now absorbing the sperm one could have construed belonged to
Debbie.
"Oh, well." I thought to myself,
"At least it's not like I just wasted it on my hand or a towel. That might
just be a crime in this place."
I reached the women's floor and stepped into
the main hall just as the dinner table was being cleared from the evening meal.
None of the official breeders were in the
hall when I arrived. When I inquired as to Debbie's location, one of the
serving staff pointed in the direction of the common living room, where we had
retired for drinks and conversation after dinner the night before. I moved in
that direction curious as to what would transpire this evening. Would the women
stick to their written plan? Or would I be raped as I had been the night before
by Lisa.
I froze. Lisa. Where was Lisa. Her name was
missing from the list by my apartment door. For some time I just stood and
thought of the tender friend who had been asked to leave because of the
friendship we had developed. I liked Lisa, and wished she were here to talk
with. She would know what to say to me about the afternoons discovery. She
would know and she would tell me, if only she were here to tell.
I recalled it was she who had started the
rape last night, and I shrugged the sudden loneliness off, as I cursed her for
cheapening my trust. I shivered a bit at the thought of the cold manner of her
actions while showing the other women how to rape a man, and then moved on to
the women's living room and the five, hungry lionesses waiting for me there.
As I neared the entry to the living room, I
began to hear the voices of the occupants as they spoke with each other. I
stopped and listened to their conversation from outside the door. Lana was
speaking, as usual.
"OK, OK, I'll tell you."
There was a short pause and the sound of
movement, I assumed the women were drawing close to Lana to listen.
"OK. Early this morning, just before
light I think, Geof came to my room and laid with me."
The sounds of excited approval interrupted
for a moment, then died.
"It was like a dream as he touched me in
ways that I've never known before. His rough hands were gentle as he rubbed my
body softly and slowly, and the heat of his body felt comforting. The smell of
him was intoxicating to me as he roused my desires with his hands."
Again the others grunted their approval, then
quieted to listen on.
"I have to admit that I was so caught
and surprised by Geof's silent and gentle approach, that my sexual arousal was
able to overpower my senses, when it had made it's presence known. I was
helpless at his hand while he did what he desired with my body, as it
cooperated in it's conspiracy against me. All I was able to do was try and
absorb all that he did to me into memory, as if Geof had somehow taken control
of my body from me."
"If anyone had told me a man could take
control of me just by touching me, until this morning, I'd have called them a
liar, but that's what he did."
After a brief pause, filled with the tinkle
of ice against crystal, she continued.
"He said nothing to me at first but when
he had me in his control, he seemed to test me at first, by softly telling me
to move my hands away from myself, as they sought to protect me from him. As he
gave me his orders, I was dismayed to watch my body obey him without delay, and
my hands moved away, allowing him free access to my body, from head to toe. Try
as I might to defend myself, I couldn't even speak in protest, but when I tried
to, what came out were sounds of enjoyment and pleasure."
"Did he hurt you?" a voice
interrupted. "Did you enjoy it?" asked another. "Did he put his
thing? You know." said a third.
"Quiet! and I'll tell you." Lana's
irritated voice replied. "Keep this up and I'll quit."
The room was silent, except for the sound of
the ice in their glasses.
Lana continued, "Soon I discovered he
had even taken my voice from me, as I couldn't make it stop at all. Next my breath
began to come as if I were running, and my body began to feel heated, as if I
were working very hard; and the sweat started pouring from every square inch of
my body. But it wasn't the same kind of sweat as that of work, it was oily and
slick on me and it made his hard hands slide easily across my skin."
"The feelings were so incredible that my
mind soon became blank; except to feel where he touched me, as he continued to
rub and massage my body freely now. He had finally reached my feet and I
thought he was going to tickle me, but his touch didn't tickle at all. It just
felt wonderful and soothing while at the same time fanned the fires of passion
into full blaze within me."
"When he was done with my feet he lay
his naked body close to me, and pressed his hard cock against my hip, so I
could feel that it had grown hard and rigid. He touched my breasts then, and my
body simply raised itself to his touch as he teased the nipples, then gently
pinched them between his fingers, which brought sounds of pleasure from my
voice. Shudders of anticipation shot through me like electricity. When he
attacked my nipples, my whole body reacted and I felt the liquid start flowing
from my pussy."
"I squeezed my legs together to try and
stem the flow, but it would not stop."
"You wet your bed?" asked a voice.
"No!" came Lana's sharp reply,
"It wasn't urine that came from within me; but a heavy, slick odoriferous
substance, like was on Geof's cock after Lisa sat on him last night. The stuff
on him after she got off must have been hers from inside of her pussy."
There was another pause, and someone asked,
"I wonder if Geof will come to us tonight?"
Lana replied, "I think if we are
patient, and wait for him, he will come. He must. I sense there is something in
him that will drive him to do as we asked, even if his mind tells him not to.
Just as my body did what he told it to do, even though I tried to stop it. I
was driven by a force I could not resist. He too is driven by such a force, but
in a different, possibly more frighteningly powerful way than the way I was
driven to do his bidding this morning."
"He seems drawn to us, as a moth to a
light, and can't stop himself even before he approaches. I can't imagine not
being able to keep myself from going to him, which does not happen to me, or to
any other woman I am aware of. Imagine the battle he must be waging with
himself, as his mind tells him to do nothing we asked; but the power of the
force makes him do what he desires, his legs simply take him where they will,
with or without his consent."
The others murmured their wonder at such a
force in me, and their inability to understand how it could work, even at a
distance. They all knew if they didn't want to be here, it would have been a
simple matter to say no, and not come. To understand what Lana was telling them
about me was outside their ability to imagine or understand.
On the other hand, I knew exactly what she
meant. Fire and brimstone couldn't keep me from being here, and my legs were
bringing me to them of their own will. I had simply resigned myself to my fate
during the days alone in my apartment; and had quit trying to fight a battle in
which I could not see my opponent. An opponent who never grew tired. Lana was
right. I wasn't doing my duty because I wanted to, or because I'd been asked
to. It was because I couldn't stop myself from doing what I was driven to do,
even though I would have been terrified if I had continued to resist.
My capitulation with that force within me,
was in many ways like Lana's and Tina's inability to resist my advances, once
in their immediate space; and would cooperate even against their will when I
touched them. The difference, I now saw, was that they felt no personal drive
to come to me they were not able to control.
Lana was right. I could not stop myself as I
stepped through the door into the room where the women were gathered.
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